Lyrics:
corner 6th and 3rd
(6th and 3rd, hitch hike baby) Hitch hike, yeah
I've got to find that girl if I have to hitch hike 'round the world
(Hitch hike)
na-na (na-na, na-na)
Nigga, I'm the colonel of the mothafuckin' tank
Y'all after big thangs, we after big banks
3rd Ward hustlas, soldiers in
a 3rd ward nigga don't play that shit
You get outta line, we'll kill you quick
See, a 3rd ward nigga don't play that shit
You get outta line we'll kill
a mirror
You were born on 3rd and you think you hit a triple
King of the world, but you barely cause a ripple
You've turned sitting on you ass into art
It's
the hood and we blowing on candy
Stay G'd up from my head to my feet
I was raised in the 3rd that's the heart of the streets
Saw death and crime for
Gucci Mane got a style so strange
Every word I use don't mean two thangs
You the one who won the Spelling Bee
I'm the first 3rd grader with a felony
to sweat a bitch
Me and pedigree
Team th'eme 3rd degree
Heard Mute beats and had to murder these
Donny chop the vocals up and chops some nigga to so don't
the rhyme-ass trickster or outcast
of intellect, I wreck shit with my own sect
The ace in the hole, I'm the Derelict of Dialect
..
[MC Serch]
3rd Bass, but not
homies who got murdered in the 3rd degree
Shit
Yeahhh
'm not addicted to you)
Follow the disorganized religion of my head
And we'll never get through customs
Let's just take off again instead
Got my degree
at
Surrounded by humans in heat
Copping on 53rd and 3rd Street
This love starting to feel like a act
Get this monkey to work or get it off my back
It's like
guard the bitch up
Bout to get your World crowded by them soldiers in the chucks
You some real ass niggas, some down ass niggas
Say them 3rd Ward
exhausting makes me really feel a way man
6ixSide coldest in the world and I realize I'm the greatest unsigned
Flow inspired by the Gs of all time catch a 3rd
degree
And it can't be-a-boy unless you be D
You can't bust a cherry or crush a grape
And if you ain't got this tape you're in bad shape
Beats flow from
slow
Got surrounded by a sheriff down in Mexico
(Well he was steppin' right along)
I were a hot-footin' it
(But he was steppin' too slow)
It was
You niggas want word play
But I'm bout bird play
3rd of the month, yea we call that bird day
Just look at em' fly (hey) [Repeat: x2]
I'm way too
Ain't got a soapbox I can stand upon
But God gave me a stage, a guitar and a song
My daddy told me, "son, don't you get involved in
Politics,
working, you know I stay busy
And I do it, told my mama, I'm a do it
Lazy me, spit disease
And y'all know that I'm hot like a 3rd degree
And I do it, told my
Rolling with the drug dealers now they want to mug niggas
Ghetto fabulous I mean we ballin'
I represent the 3rd Ward, Calliope, New Orleanas
If
on third?
Lupe steal like Lupin the 3rd
Here like ear 'til I'm beer on the curb
Peachfuzz buzz but beard on the verge
Let's slow it down like we're
fuckin' up the beat, we burning it up 3rd degree
Hop in the car we hittin that gas, you get a lil money you blowin' yo cash
She got Balenciaga and she from
Rolling with the drug dealers now they want to mug niggas
Ghetto fabulous I mean we ballin'
I represent the 3rd Ward, Calliope, New Orleanas
If
filled with jealousy that’s mixed with all the greed and my heart is burned with 3rd degree
Better days never stressing got no time to waist staying
If necessity is the mother of invention
Then I'd like to kill the guy who invented this
The numbers come together in some kind of 3rd dimension
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